He was beginning to sound like an obsessed pet."Hey bro, you're still p*ssy whipped?" Great way to say good morning, what would he do without a friend like Jason? He thought to himself, utterly sarcastically."Morning to you too, gigolo. You still receiving payment for what you know how to do, or you've begun to miss your targets again?" He moved further away from hearing shots, clearly not in the mood for someone to walk up to him with a morning preaching of how to convert to the ways of Allah."You fucking fool, I'll ruin your business once I see you." Ricky chuckled, teasing his bearded jaw, by the tone of Jason's voice, he was satisfied he had said the right thing. It wasn't a secret to anyone who had gone to the same high school with Jason that his first sexual experience was still a source of embarrassment to him. He had been drunk on the night of his first day at high schooland hit it off with a woman twice his age. H

"No, we're going right now." Why was he acting like her wicked grade six teacher and stretching a hand to hold her as though he knew she would run on first opportunity?"Ricky, I'm not running away, I just want to get my cowgirl boots and clothes, give me five minutes and I'll be at the stable." He smiled, she ignored the slight escape of breath she felt at the beauty of the gesture, and focused on her plan. If he smiled, then he must have bought it, right?"I'd love to see you on cowgirl outfit." He was still smiling, she returned it, looking at him with her bold brown orbs open in anticipation. Suddenly, his smile faltered. "Which is why I told the manager to include new sets of clothes for the both of us, part of the services, our clothes are waiting for us there, let's go." This time he grabbed her hand and walked on, placing his arm on her shoulders to prevent her from bolting. Good, now she did feel like a student whose

What would you like sir, madam?"  Ricky glanced at Jade who was busy studying the menu with her forehead creased, as though there was something quite important she hoped to discover from it. The sight almost made him laugh, she reminded him of a student who hadn't studied in a long time and picked up the textbook only a day before hoping to get everything down to the brain. "Chelo Kebab spiked with sour zereshk berries for me." He responded, tapping his companion gently. She looked up. "He's waiting for you to order."  "Oh," she muttered, and quickly flipped through the pages for a minute. At the end, she requested for Al Machboos. The butler nodded and left with the waiters behind him. She closed the menu book, and rested her elbows on the table, feeling nervous as a teenager on first date. What was this exactly? She only wanted, needed at the moment, to eat in peace, not seat opposite him

"I texted Anna while we were eating and asked her to get the script to this place. She should be here by now." She shielded her eyes from the sun, scanning the place like a detective with slender eyes, he guessed she wasn't really talking to him, and so he said nothing and regarded her instead, resuming his thoughts of wondering what he was getting himself into. It was better for him to pull out from this thing he couldn't even name, before he got so deep as to name it alone, but he couldn't see himself walking away, just yet. Would getting into her pants and satisfying his cravings and fantasies of nights with her wild and panting beneath him make him snap out of it? Or would going along with this facade of 'good friend' when his main friend stood to salute her every time wear away this madness? What had he been thinking suggesting he gets to know her when his mind was in turmoil, didn't belong to him anymore?He heaved

So much for acting so coy as to find pronouncing 'penis' difficult. The man was as conniving as a product of a fox and tortoise's consummation. "This isn't a bad view."  Ricky nodded in affirmation. It was obvious they were avoiding talking about their public display of affection and flirtations just few minutes before. Funny how they were suddenly acting like teenagers in one of those childish high school love movies. "You should urhh get the icepack, I'll rearrange the blanket." And why was she unable to form sentences without stuttering? The double meaning to the 'blanket' struck her as she was busy doing as she had just said. Ricky didn't take the icepack lying in the basket, but picked up the file that had been discarded on the floor while they were busy with their ravenous activities and stood.  "You'll wear a hijab and ride on horseback?"  Jade looked up fro